His Eyes
His eyes so deep and blue hold a truth within them.
As I gaze into their depth, I get lost like a child,
eager to explore and unaware that I have strayed.
I long to seek out sensations and feelings
that I've never felt before and through each discovery I
feel changed. Excited. Renewed.
I feel like I've been immerses in a fragrance so rich and
pure. The scent arouses my senses and perks me up.
If I never discover where the smell comes
from exactly I still know it originates from a man full of
passion for all things dear to him. That alone is very
intriguing.
His eyes have a way of holding me in a way
that arms cannot. They convey a strength that is big enough
to catch me when I'm falling - and yet they make me trip
and get completely tangled in a beautiful mess.
I'm caught up in a world of spinning laughter, of endless wonder
and almost mystifying magic. With one glace they make my belly do
somersaults. They make my heart pound, but make all my
muscles go weak. I could stare into them forever and allow
them to love me.
How can one person make someone feel such feelings?
Its like standing in a river with a current so strong and warm...
oh to just let go is pure bliss and now I am floating downstream.
I am Surrounded and saturated. The twists and turns and dips
are not scary but exciting. Invigorating.
To taste the smell of love is almost intoxicating; taking me to
far away dreamy places. It's like dancing in the rain barefoot
with total abandon. All else takes second place when it comes to
this love. This love is something that I will guard with my life. This
love is something I will cherish and hold tightly. Those eyes. They
say it all. They take me in and leave me breathless while at the
same time they spin me.
Copyright © Tina Guttery | Year Posted 2010
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